"The Lunatic's Gift" by These Guitars Say Sorry unfolds as a lyrical masterpiece, where the emotive strumming of an acoustic guitar intertwines with soulful narratives. This fifth album, comprising nine tracks, is a testament to the grittily poetic prowess of the UK-born, US-based artist. 

In tracks like "I Am Yours" and "Second Person Singular," the artist skillfully navigates the delicate balance between vulnerability and strength. The poetic lyricism in "I Am Yours" unveils a profound sense of intimacy, as the acoustic guitar weaves a melodic backdrop to the heartfelt confession. Meanwhile, "Second Person Singular" showcases the artist's storytelling finesse, crafting a narrative that resonates with universal themes of love and self-discovery.

The unique fusion of influences, reflective of the artist's cross-continental journey from the UK to the US, adds a distinctive flavor to each track. This album is not merely a collection of songs; it's a sonic journey that invites listeners to explore the intricate nuances of the artist's identity and experiences.

Immerse yourself in the raw beauty of acoustic resonance and the poignant storytelling of "The Lunatic's Gift." This album stands as a testament to the artist's ability to create a musical landscape where every note is a brushstroke, painting a portrait of emotion and introspection. Whether you're captivated by the haunting melodies or moved by the evocative lyrics, this album is a gift that keeps on giving, offering a timeless exploration of the human experience.

The Lunatic's Gift by These Guitars Say Sorry. Lyrical singer songwriter and acoustic guitar player.

These Guitars Say Sorry's  folk-inspired songwriting style, is accompanied by his percussive acoustic guitar on "F-U-N", a folk song Inspired by helping his daughter do a spelling test and spelling out life's issues one letter at a time.

F-U-N
F-U-N spells fun I'm having none
O-N-E spells one I'm on my own

And I know that if I saw you
It wouldn't make me happy
Just a little less sad
Than I am right now

Anymore,I can't see
The wood for the trees
I'm sure there must be more
But it's a secret no-one's sharing

I was never happy in my own skin
It's not cold comfort that I'm warm
Just give me something to believe in
I never thought of that before

S-P-U-N I just feel so spun
W-R-O-N-G am I wrong?

Sometimes it feels different
But not enough to notice
From hope I turn to hopeless
Then it's gone

Anymore,I can't see
The wood for the trees
I'm sure there must be more
But it's a secret no-one's sharing

F.U.N. by These Guitars Say Sorry. [folk music | singer songwriter]

Jez Slowe - Vocals & Guitars
Stu Head - Vocals, Guitars & Banjo

Hear more of Stu's work from The Welton Shipwreck at
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He's the baby at every christening

The bride at every white wedding

And the corpse at every

Funeral

He's the lost child on the fairground ride

The misfit toy you left behind

The crying kid at the bus stop

That you know

His eyes are red his blood does clot

He's in the gutter it's time to stop

He knows that he has seen much better days

And his better days have seen much better days

You're the darkness on a sunny day

A little boy that lost his way

And no he can't come out to play

Anymore

He's Jonah and he's Joan of Arc

A broken swing in the local park

And it throws it into stark

Relief for me

He's a shadow on a foggy day

A good intention gone astray

And a kite that's stuck

Up in a tree

He's a broken promise, a broken heart

He bought the horse, forgot the cart

He wrote the end before the start

Of it all

His eyes are red his blood does clot

He's in the gutter it's time to stop

He knows that he has seen much better days

And his better days have seen much better days
"Second Person Singular" by These Guitars Say Sorry appears on the new album "The Lunatic's Gift". 

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Second Person Singular by These Guitars Say Sorry

"Tripping Over Gold" is like a sonic joyride where These Guitars Say Sorry teams up with Stu Head from The Welton Shipwreck. These guys bring the feels with gritty vocals, dreamy guitars, and a mix of keys. It's shoegaze heaven, loaded with distortion, harmonies, and dream pop vibes. "Tripping Over Gold" isn't just a tune; it's a wild journey that shows when These Guitars Say Sorry and Stu Head join forces, they cook up some seriously cool shoegaze magic. Lace up your sonic boots and take a stroll through "Tripping Over Gold."

Tripping Over Gold

We're painting in blues and reds
I wrote to you and I told you
All the things that I forget

The agony of small difference
Six degrees of desperation
Belt iron broken
The multiplying villains of nature

We're tripping over gold
Feeling so much better
Now I've sold my soul

The signal in the noise
Running in the dust
Of course boys they must be boys
But correct me if you must

I know that you'll forgive me
For stealing all your lines
But the truth is if I'm honest
They're much better than mine

There are no flowers any more
I still remember the morning
And you walking out of the door

Only once I saw the killer of hope
Turning back with a smile
And you're never coming home
You're never coming home

We're tripping over gold
Feeling so much better
Now I've sold my soul

Tripping Over Gold by These Guitars Say Sorry. Britpop. UK Alternative rock.

From These Guitars Say Sorry's new album "The Lunatic's Gift". The 5th album for the US based UK singer songwriter.

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You shot an arrow through my heart
I got a tattoo to cover the scars
I know I still look up at the stars
I was born in the gutter

And every teardrop leaves a stain
And I can't be bothered to explain
And I know you think I am to blame
In your own mind, in your own mind

I can't help but scream
I'm living other's dreams

We're not bad people
We just do bad things
We don't hide it all
It's as it seems
And if you want to be believed
Then just keep your distance

I still listen if you lend an ear
But what I want is never clear
And the promises they don't appear
Though I made them, though I made them

We're Not Bad People by These Guitars Say Sorry

From These Guitars Say Sorry's new album "The Lunatic's Gift". The 5th album for the US based UK singer songwriter.

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LYRICS

The hope, the joy
Kicked out of them before they’re 18
Too young to know every silver lining has a cloud
But no one cares
That old trees have such crooked branches
Or that you speak
In crumbling concrete new town vowels

When good days come
And you’re down and out in your home town
Your words don’t travel alone
And you’re never coming home  

No one cares as much as they used to
I don’t know why they should
And no one stares if I am truthful
I’m barely worth a second look
So you can hope if you are hopeful
Or fear if you are scared
Your lustre went before your shine
I don’t know if you’re aware

The penny drops
And falls between the cracks in the pavement
It makes me feel
Like I am never going to die
I know I’m the first
To stand here glorifying failure
If you’re the hurricane
Then I am the kite.

When good days come
And you’re down and out in your home town
Your words don’t travel alone
And you’re never coming home

When Good Days Come by These Guitars Say Sorry

"I Am Yours" by These Guitars Say Sorry is a heartfelt singer-songwriter ballad that captivates listeners with its folksy charm and emotional depth. Delivered with the earnest gusto reminiscent of Billy Brag and echoing shades of The Cure, the song envelops the audience in a tender embrace from the very first note.

This singer songwriter track with subtle string and piano, paints a vivid picture of longing and nostalgia, drawing upon memories of yesterday and the poignant words once shared. Against a backdrop of masterful guitar work, each lyric is delivered with precision, carrying the weight of introspection and longing.

The lyrics themselves are a testament to the complexities of life and love, exploring themes of distance, reflection, and the passage of time. As the melody unfolds, listeners are swept away on a journey of introspection, pondering the fragile nature of existence and the enduring bonds that tie us together.

"I Am Yours" stands as a shining gem on "The Lunatic's Gift," the fifth album from These Guitars Say Sorry. It's a song that lingers in the mind long after the final chord fades, leaving behind a lingering sense of warmth and resonance. With its captivating vocals, poignant lyrics, and exceptional guitar work, "I Am Yours" is a testament to the timeless power of music to touch the soul.

Lyrics
I know it's all about yesterday
And all the things you used to say
When you weren't so far away
So far away from me

Yesterday I saw you smile
I haven't seen that in a while
I know I won't be back in style
Won't be back in style again

I thought I drew a picture
Of how life is meant to be
And when I saw it framed
I realized they had lied to me

If it wasn't for the first time
This wouldn't be the last
I know the answer I am sure
I just thought that I should ask

I am yours and you are mine
And the clock on the wall
Is only right
Twice a day

I am yours and you are mine
And the clock on the wall
Is only right
Twice a day

I Am Yours by These Guitars Say Sorry [Singer songwriter ballad]

"There's A Hole" by These Guitars Say Sorry is the first track from the new album "The Lunatic's Gift". The 5th album for the US based UK singer songwriter.

There's a hole in my boat, and it's sinking.
There's a hole in my heart where you used to be.
The stairs grow dark where they're turning—
In the country, no one can hear you scream.

There's a hole in the sky that I look through,
And it's true what they used to say:
Fighting is what we have come to,
The clouds, they gather at the end of the day.

I could never do what they wanted;
I always ended up hurt.
Talking when we had a moment,
About when Earth was heaven but worse.

On tiny hinges, the doors do swing;
Small moments, our lives do turn.
Always protesting the new thing,
Realizing that I never learn.

I'll meet you in the garden,
While the voices, they're still asleep.
Turn towards the sun and admit I'm wrong,
As we build our fragile peace.


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The Lunatic's Gift

There's A Hole

There's A Hole By These Guitars Say Sorry

"Dead Words Drowning" by These Guitars Say Sorry is the second track from the new album "The Lunatic's Gift". The 5th album for the US based UK singer songwriter.

Dead Words Drowning

I know just how it feels
The voices seeping in to steal
The dreams you thought you had
From bad to worse
Your dead words drown you

When there was you and I
We convinced ourselves we'd be alright
Deep down we knew the truth would surface
And that was worse than any lie we'd tell

And we knew that we would reach the end
The journey down we'd just pretend
All the suffering was heaven sent
Where were you when i called you?

I gave you what I never had
You turned around and gave it back
Your fairy tales were painted black
But that's another story

It could have gone this way
It could have gone that way
I'm not telling your fortune
When I say it ends badly

It's all in my head
And it was from the start
My heart's just not in it
Love tore us apart

Dead words are drowning
Sink the ship without hope
I'd love to get out
But we row the same boat

So that is that we'll end it here
What is next is never clear
We'll stagger on our hopes and fears
Keep us through the Winter

If love was all I had to give
It's not enough to make us fit
Together we can make a whole
A hole we've fallen into

I catch my breath drop it again
The in my chest the same old pain
I know I am the one to blame
For the dead words that are drowning

Dead Words Drowning by These Guitars Say Sorry

"Evidently Steeltown" by These Guitars Say Sorry paints a lyrical portrait of blue-collar life. The British singer-songwriter delves lyrically and poetically into the day to day of the working class, poetically capturing the everyday struggles.

Lyrics

I'm standing on that side
The crown of your life
The end of the line
And if you don't mind
Then I'll do it all again

The guns and the gazes
The bruises and grazes
Amazed that we made it
Back down to the pavement
I'm glad that we waited
To see this flame burn out

When you meet the one
You can no longer carry
When I can't stand up
But you just won't fall down
Outside the window
All the smoke of steel town
In your darkened room
You drink until you drown

We're eating our breakfast
You're clutching your necklace
Me jumping in feet first
You calling me reckless
I throw on my t shirt, shoes
And I just walk out

Amongst all the pots
The tears and the pans
All of the ideas
The thoughts and the plans
The things that we hid
The things we hoped we had

When you meet the one
You can no longer carry
When I can't stand up

But you just won't fall down
Outside the window
All the smoke of steel town
In your darkened room
You drink until you drown

Evidently steel town's in our blood
We're hard as nails and we've had enough
The rose that blooms we'll never touch
And all that glitters turns to rust
And you and me and us and them
Were just the things we did back then
And all who knew us and all our friends
Were evidently steel town
Where every day's a school day

Evidently Steel Town by British singer songwriter These Guitars Say Sorry.

These Guitars Say Sorry is the banner for a diverse range of artists, from UK singer-songwriter These Guitars Say Sorry to classical composer Jeremias Langsämmer along with his ensemble, Icelandic post-rock band Laxá with the Heima Kvartett, ambient artist Siegfried Jünger, and Doom Jazz ensemble The Dark Messiahs. Founded by Jez Stephen, who incepted all the projects, the label has released over 30 albums, crafting a unique sonic identity across genres.

Since 2021, These Guitars Say Sorry has released a track every week, later compiling them into albums available on all major platforms. Explore the catalog on Bandcamp: https://theseguitarssaysorry.bandcamp.com/ and support the work for as little as $1 a month on Patreon: www.patreon.com/tgss.